Money's got an Elmo and needs a Butt-juice?

Ohhh... "Molly's got an elbow and needs a diaper change". The funny things kids say when they're learning to speak. Molly's having difficulties with certain sounds, but I have no idea where "butt-juice" came from. She's clearly talking about her diaper (between grabbing her diaper and doing the diaper changing sign, she gets her point across), but that's as far as I get.

Anyhow, it's been a load of visitors and traveling the last month. Nona, Opa, down south, back east. Phew. And through it all, Molly kept up a steady refrain of "biiiiiig!" whenever she saw a truck or bus, "wock" whenever she saw a rock (everywhere!), "bikie" whenever she saw a bike (lots in Boston), "caaaaw?" whenever she saw a car (in "real life" or in a picture), and, of course, "no, no, NO, NOO, NOOOOO!". Everyone's favorite, though, was "choooo-choooo" for trains. At one point she started identifying lots of things as trains just to get a reaction. Yay for trains.

In other news, it was really touching to see my father with Molly. He hasn't been out to visit as much as the rest, so it took a while for Molly to get comfortable with him. But she really warmed up to him - after we stranded her with him with her one morning. Apparently she screamed until Zach was out of sight, and then proceeded to have a slammin' good time with her Opa (which, by the end of his trip, she was pronouncing something like "Ow-pah" and was calling his name often). I was lucky enough to be able to spy on them twice while he was here and both times it was lovely to see them enjoying eachother so much. That is, until she noticed me, at which point she totally melted down and pretended that leaving her with Opa was the worst thing I had ever done. Of course, I had clear evidence to the contrary.